Fyodor sat in his office, loads of monitors and cameras, he seemed to be looking at information of people from the Armed Detective Agency, everyones abilities and further on, he bit on his thumb nail, a bad habit the Russian has, he used his right hand to click on ‘Atsushi Nakajima’, observing his abilities and stuff, then looking over at the monitors and cameras which he had everywhere. He had dark circles under his eyes and he looked tired and bored, the room was dark lit.